Random

So, to keep this short and simple. Since the last post I wrote, a lot has happened.

From being reunited with my long lost cousin to getting a job.

let me start with my first job that I got through an agency. Possibly the weirdest phone call I have any got and if I recall it went something like this “Hello? Is that Andrew? Would you like a job starting tomorrow? Yes? okay, I’ll email you the details.” and that was that.

So yeah, I got the job. No interview needed. Little to none training. And what a stressful week and a half that has been! The job title was “Data Processor” but truth be told, I worked in a call centre-esc job ringing people after people… After a week, I just gave up. I started getting anxious and if a job can do that to you then it’s not worth it. Especially if I did just get a pay rise after two days! haha

Anyway, two days after quitting I got a new job. I have to be sensitive with the information I put out here but I’m just a security guy who works at a place with lots of planes haha. So far, so bloody awesome! The people are great and friendly. The job seems interesting and varied. And me being a typical guy… Dayumm… Some of my colleagues are HAWT.

Oh yeah, I’m also licensed to frisk! haha

One of my best friends has also gone to Spain to look after his ill grandparents so that’s a little heartbreaking. We don’t know when he’ll be back considering I’ve spent every night chilling with him since my break from university.

There’s plenty more to tell but I guess I really don’t have the energy anymore. I suppose I’m doing what I’ve wanted to do for a long time, and that’s just to do something of myself.

Isn’t it weird how one person can put a smile on your face? Isn’t it weird how you can feel so natural with someone and just get along as if you have been talking for years?Or Isn’t it weird how your week can be turned upside down, wrong way round, by one person? …From the good, the bad, and the damn right hilarious!

I won’t go into too much details* but if you can read between the lines then that’s awesome!

Always posting something from my weekend but don’t worry, I’ve been feeling fairly inspired from it and from reading other people’s work, so I should be able to come up with something artful (to say the least) this week.

Friday: I stayed in and watched films till late. Instead of sleeping of sleeping in my own bed, I felt lazy and slept on the sofa.

Saturday: Woke up early for my Russian lessons, and come early afternoon, I had opened my first can of alcohol and lit my first fag for the day… Football was coming.

And by this I mean my club (The mighty Derby County Football Club), play in a cup match against Chesterfield FC… you could say it’s a Derbyshire Derby, But for you guys who don’t know much about football or soccer, and English Geography, It was essentially a David and Goliath football match however David was 2-0 down and had lost. haha

Anyway, drinking kinda progressed throughout the day. It’s kind of a typical English Football fan’s day out and I also think that this side of English culture is actually interesting. If you have the any interest at all but still uncertain what this side of culture is, then I’d recommend watching Green Street, Football Factory, or Mean Machine. (films about football hooligans!)

Anyway. Drink. Watch the game. Drink. Drink. Drink. etc etc and as the night was nearing, me and my friends decided to head to play pool for a few hours before we eventually headed home… well… I was locked out due to some miscommunication between myself and my parents so I ended up on another night on a sofa. Brilliant.

Sunday: woke up midday only to be given the nicest breakfast from my friend’s mum. I really needed to replenish my stomach after all that drinking. We then ended up driving aimlessly for a while but hey… any company is good company in my books.

It seems like no weekend is the same anymore for me. Perhaps that’s a good thing.

This is a great word. And describes me quite a bit in terms of what and how I write.

Here’s the definition.

Isn’t it a brilliant word?

It’s been three-ish months since I’ve started blogging and I don’t think I have mentioned about how I have improved as a writer (or so I believe). I also enjoy writing more too, especially when something funny, dramatic, or sad, etc has happened. Then again, I like writing about anything. In fact, in one of my drafts is the most pointless story I wrote with the most random storyline but yeah… I can write something from nothing.

So… It’s a bit ironic that I am writing a post of little importance… or “Adoxography”.

Story of my life quite frankly, but it seems the norm with all me and my friends. They’ll finish work, have some dinner, then straight off to the pub. But it’s when you see people drink a little bit too much that you notice something different.

The thing I notice is this “different person” or an “ultimate alter ego”. When some people drink themselves silly and end up pissed whilst chatting something that boggles your head sometimes or does something different or acts unusual. Sure, this maybe the alcohol talking but everyone acts different. Why? Because everyone has a different ultimate ego.

Suppose there is a norm when it comes to people in society, whereby everyone confronts to these “rules of society” and acting civilised. Take those rules away and what may you have? The opposite? Well, give society a large amount of alcohol (the truth serum) and society becomes more outspoken, louder, bolder. You can then spot each individual and notice what makes them “them” essentially.

But what if that was their true-selves? Their ultimate alter ego? The real them? Everyone is a schizophrenic?

It’s clear everyone goes through stress. It is a natural process that humans go through. Stress is the human body’s natural response to any change in the environment that requires an action, reaction, or adjustment to what’s normal, and because of this, you may get a sense of being overwhelmed.

This post is to slowly kick start my lazy unusual self back into blogging. And hopefully, I can tell you a story about a fly. Yes. That’s right. A fly…

There is this fly in my room (about the size of a pixel) and has been living in my room for some time. Infact, it has been there since the summer! and somehow, it has been surviving in this room. I can’t catch it as it’s so small and quicker than I am. I also refuse to kill it because what harm has this little fella ever done to me?